So, we're looking into a calling card. Sounds like a good time.

Ryuji's P.O.V. (oooh, broadening our horizons)

"Ya know, I've only be here one other time, and the amount of work put into this school makes me wonder why Shujin ended up so boring." I follow Yusuke up another set of stairs and down a hallway. He's got his mind on somethin'.

"My room is on the left here. Here's the key. I have to go do something." He hands me his dorm key and I watch him walk down two more doors. He knocks, and I think that's Y/N's (?) dorm.

I shrug and shift my balance to my good leg. Runnin' around in palaces always gives me a run for my money, and I hope he has that comfortable ass desk chair still. 

I push the key in lock, but it won't turn. Instead, the knob turns and I'm almost eye to eye with a girl I think I've seen before. The h/c hair, the e/c eyes... fine as hell, that's why I got punched.

"Oh! Hey! You're the Sakamoto kid, right?" She pulls the door open, trying to wipe the surprise from her face. Almost had a good poker face.

"Uh, yeah. You can call me Ryuji." I rub the back of my neck and try to stand up straighter. I don't wanna look super bad in front of her. 

"Ryuji, is Y/N in my dorm? She's either out or refusing to come out to see me."

"I'm here! Hey Yusuke!" She calls from the doorway. There's a mumbled 'thank God' from a certain blue haired boy to my right. Simp.

I feel a hand on my back and it's no longer flamboyant furry pushing me in his dorm. God, I'm so good at name calling. I laugh at my own joke and Y/N joins in with me. I think we're laughing at two different things. 

"What's so funny?" Yusuke asks as he reaches into his desk to find what I assume is red paper.

"Your ass." 

"Agreed." I respond, and Y/N high fives me. I like her a lot. 

There's a sigh from beneath the desk and that's followed with a scoff. "I found it. Here you go." He hands me some card stock and I take it.

Stupid ass hits his head, and I watch Y/N's smile turn to a straight line. "You okay?"

He sits down on the floor and rubs his head. "Flawless, thank you."

"Of course." I mutter and roll my eyes.

Y/N considers being a girlfriend for a minute or attempting to not make a big show of being 'in love' or whatever. She stays by the wall and frowns. 

"Are you guys getting ready to do something Phantom Thieves related?  I can go." She pushes herself off the wall in one smooth motion and approaches the door. I'd look her over, but my brain pulls somethin' fishy.

"You told her about the Phantom Thieves?! FOR REAL?!" If I wasn't still standing, I woulda hopped up real ass fast. 

"Not so loud, you numbskull. Good heavens." Yusuke shakes his head and pushes himself up.
"To put it simply, I did tell her about it. Then again, I warned you she'd figure it out."

"Ah, right. My bad. Yusuke, can I take your chair?"

"Of course. Here." 

"Sweet relief," I mutter. My bad leg has been killing me since I got knocked down earlier.  Yusuke tosses me a pen and I begin thinking up ideas to bounce off of him.

"I'm drawing, right?" He asks and I nod. 

"Always. Ann still makes fun of me for the one on Kamoshida's."

"Right. So what are you thinking?"

"Well," Y/N hops in and makes her way to Yusuke's desk to sit. "Which of the Seven Deadly Sins is he?"

"The Seven what now?"

"Gluttony." 

"Perfect. Start it off with that. Also, can you hand me that paper? I'm bored." 

"Sir Junya Kaneshiro... Ryuji, you got it?" Yusuke turns to look at me as he hands off a piece of the card stock to Y/N. She takes it form him, smiles, and begins folding it. She's up to something. She also has less of an attention span than I do. Which, makes me feel better about myself and I can't tell you why.

"I do, what's next?"

"Something about gluttony, what does he run? What was his palace? Here, Yusuke, I made you a hat."

"Y/N, I appreciate the origami, but we're in the middle-"

"Yeah, I know. It's all serious in here. I provide the comedic relief." She balances herself on Yusuke's desk and takes a deep breath in. It smells like teenage boy angst in here, it can't smell that good. "Yusuke, it even smells serious in here. Come on, lighten up." She taps his forehead and he squints at her. I don't think she'll ever annoy him, no matter how hard she tries.

"Maybe later. This heist is the day after tomorrow, and we have to make a couple hundred copies of these."

"Oh yeah!" I jump in and look over at Y/N. "Makoto figured the best idea would be for Kaneshiro to see all the calling cards in Shibuya. That's his shit house or whatever." 

"How much do you owe him?" She asks and tosses her card stock at Yusuke. 

"Jesus, Y/N. Also, it's three million yen from the five humans." He rolls his eyes and continues.
"Morgana stayed in Akira's bag. As for the palace, I thought I told you. He runs a bank."

"Then, address him like you're harassing a bank teller. 'scamming with your horrendous methods'." She deepens her voice for the last part, and I smile at the acting. Yusuke, on the other hand, is play-scowling at her. Y/N doesn't seem to mind.

Ann was telling me earlier about what they talked about in the vault. Somethin' about Yusuke hadn't considered doing whatever. Whatever Ann said about Y/N bein a good match for Yusuke I agree with. I feel kinda bad I said what I did about her in Shibuya a couple weeks ago.

"Hey, Yusuke." He looks over at me from his bed, where he's drawing on a textbook. From the color, it might be a math textbook.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry for what I said about Y/N."

Y/N perks up from her origami trance and looks over at me. "What was said about Y/N?"

I open my mouth to come clean, but Yusuke stops me. "Thank you. Now," He rambles on about possibilities and I let his voice fade in my head somewhere. I think he realizes I've let his voice leave me, because he turns to Y/N and starts talking at her.

I push my pencil on the card stock and write something in bad kanji, but that's not really important. My non observant ass becomes observant in watching them. Another thing Ann had told me was... there wasn't a girlfriend until that Tuesday in June. When Y/N looked out that curtain for the first time, that was the first time he'd seen her, I guess she dropped an art piece. It's too complicated in my head, and that's most likely because I'm tired as hell, but I know Yusuke adores her. Who wouldn't? She's cute as hell!

That's why I got punched. I said she was cute, and might've dropped a dumbass 'Damn, Yusuke. Fine piece of ass you scored there.' He really came off as gay, and for him to show up with a girl like that on his arm, we were all blown away. 

Now, we just have to figure out how to tell him he's not alone in being blown away by her. Morgana loves her to death. Akira's smitten, and I'm another synonym for deeply in like with her. Not love, but the feelings deep down.

I exhale slowly so I don't bother them, but I shift my gaze to look at them. Y/N's leaning over the bed frame pointing at something on the card stock. She wrinkles her nose and gets a scoff in return. 

"- you know? I feel like it should be up a little higher."

"That one, really? I like that angle."

"You're an angle, can you move that flame edge a little?"

"Sure, sure." I watch him drag his eraser across the red and then go back in for a light sketch in replacement.

"Perfect!" She squeaks and grabs his shoulder. "It looks so much better now."

"Yeah, thank you for the help." He pushes one of his bangs out of his face and turns to me again.

"How's the writing coming?"

"Oh, uh," my pencil falls from my hand and onto the floor.

Yusuke's face hardens for a second, but it softens as he looks over his shoulder. "Apologies, Ryuji. I can help out."

"As can I." Y/N stands up and comes over to the wall beside me. "What'cha got?"

"Just 'Sir Junya Kaneshiro'."

"That's okay! Come on, Yusuke!" 

They sit down on the floor in front of the desk chair I'm borrowing, and I consider joining them. 

"How's your leg?" Y/N asks.

"Uh, you know. Sore. A lot of running in the palace. I can join you on the floor."

"No, it's okay." She says as she waves her hands. 

"Nah, I'm comin down." I stand up and lightly kick the chair across the room. It hits the wall by the door and a small scowl crosses Yusuke's face. It fades a second later, but I saw it.

When I join them on floor, Y/N smiles at me and opens her mouth to begin throwing out ideas. Yusuke on the other hand decides this is a good time to put his hand down on her thigh. She closes her mouth just as fast as she opened it, looks down and away, with a bright red covering her cheeks.

"That's real cute. We have a calling card to write." I mutter.

"Right, let's get started." He offers and shoots me a warning glare. I haven't done anything!

"I didn't do nothin',"I grumble. Yusuke nods and uses his free hand to start sketching again.

It's Y/N. He's more of a sucker for her than he likes to admit. Best part is, she's all his. I think the word I'm looking for is envy. Lucky bastard.

...

Sir Junya Kaneshiro, the money-devouring sinner of gluttony. You indulge in scamming others with horrendous methods that target minors exclusively. We have decided to make you confess all your crimes with your own mouth. We will take your distorted desires without fail. From, The Phantom Thieves of Hearts.